Week 7

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Well this is all starting to feel incredibly routine. After being trapped here for a month and a half with no sign of rescue, maybe you have just resigned to the idea that you'll never leave this place and that people will keep dying until none of you're are left.

Truthfully, I can't even pretend to make an optimistic about any of this. it's a dark and horrid world you all live in.

There are no new floors today. It seems you finally have access to the whole mansion.

15 people remain]

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[athleticallyinclined]

[ Gaston listens, brow furrowed, a small, pensive frown on his face. He nods along, seemingly sympathetic to Hiro's rage. There are even encouraging, soothing noises. ]

Hmm...I can tell you're upset.

Would you like to talk about it? Perhaps with...a strong, charismatic leader?

[upgradeit]

I'm - [Hiro laughs, a broken and angry sound.] No shit I'm fucking upset, Sherlock! My boyfriend is dead and you don't even have the decency to - even Freddie tried to pretend like she cared about my feelings.

[And Freddie doesn't pretend to care about anybody's feelings??? Except maybe Ariel's and Basil's????]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ Pretend to - oh. Oh, he gets it. Being nice, right? Gathering support??

He pauses for a moment, then nods once, and without warning squeezes Hiro close in a manly hug.

Luckily, it doesn't last long. A moment later, he draws away, hands on Hiro's shoulders. ]

I'm sorry for your loss.

[upgradeit]

Sorry for my - you're sorry for my loss? [Hiro's hand sneaks behind his back as his eyes narrow.] You can't even tell us apart, you racist dickweed!

[Funny story, Hiro Hamada has a fucking knife and he is . . . He is sure going straight for Gaston's gut.]

[astronomics]

[ HI HIRO, HERE COMES A VAGUELY RESPONSIBLE ADULT??? To fucking vicegrip your scrawny arm with a hand. ]

Hiro, now is really not the time.

[ Stab him like... tomorrow night, gosh. Maybe it'll work. ]

[upgradeit]

I can't just let him say that kind of shit and get away with it!

[Hiro struggles against Jyn, but not very much, because he's trying to kick at Gaston now that Jyn as decided it's Not Knife Time. Which, honestly, he feels is very rude.]

[astronomics]

And I'm not going to watch you die today for stabbing him. Drop the knife.

[upgradeit]

[Soos took care of that.]

It would be worth it! Come on, can't I stab him at least once?

[astronomics]

Are you prepared to dress his wounds and handle after-stabbing care?

[sorrydoods]

[oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck

Soos is gonna try punching the knife out of that hand and grabbing Hiro's arm because no.]

[upgradeit]

[While Jyn is being Responsible at him, Soos can indeed punch the knife out of Hiro's hand. It clatters to the floor, so. Someone should get that, probably.]

[sorrydoods]

[Since Jyn has that handled, he'll just pick that up and...inspect it because he thought Ariel took all the knives from the kitchen away? Where the hell did Hiro get this fucking thing]

[upgradeit]

[It's a knife from the kitchen all right, much like the ones Ariel took. Hiro's had it basically since he arrived - he took it from the kitchen at the same time he took the butter knife he eventually gave to Kim so she could destroy her bio. Just in case, you know. The butter knife wasn't good enough.]

[sorrydoods]

[...part of him really wants to know how the heck he got this, but he already knows that that's not the important thing here.]

Dude, what the heck?! Were you...were you really just gonna stab him?!?

[athleticallyinclined]

[ With Jyn holding Hiro down and Soos confiscating the knife, Gaston takes a step back. He's breathing hard, his eyes narrowed as he glares at Hiro. ]

You -

[ Are a potential voter. He can practically hear Allene's voice in his ear, and he stops himself, forcing a sympathetic smile onto his face. ]

- are obviously grieving.

[ You'd think that people would have gotten used to the constant death here by now, but nooooooo. Apparently they're going to get weepy and sensitive over each one.

He can work with that. ]

Marco's death has affected us all. [ Deep, heavy sigh. Hand to heart. ] Cut down...so young...when he had so much to live for! Truly, a tragedy. And to see our young people resorting to violence, lashing out in their grief and anger against innocent parties...It breaks my heart.

[ Wait when did this become a campaign speech?? Because, uh. It did. Suddenly he's not addressing Hiro, but the entire crowd. Is that a banner unfurling behind him? Is he stepping up onto a platform that definitely wasn't there five minutes ago? What the hell? ]

That's why, today, I'm announcing my candidacy. And my...campaign promise. [ He glances quickly to Allene for confirmation. ]

Elect me as your President, and feel safe in your beds once more. Forget the fear upon waking and asking - who was it this time? Spend your days not examining stinking corpses for clues, not trapped in a room choosing who will die next, but living your lives! Elect me, and I promise, no more dead children.

Vote Gaston!

[astronomics]

[ ... jyn erso lets hiro go immediately ]

[upgradeit]

[makes grabby hands at in Soos' direction.]

Give me my knife back. I'm gonna stab him.

[sorrydoods]

I as much as I think I might enjoy it, I'm not letting you die because Gaston is an idiot.

[With glares to Gaston because WTF]

[upgradeit]

I'll stab him somewhere that won't kill him. Baymax taught me where the major arteries are, it's fine.

[Does not add that Baymax taught him this for self-defense purposes and would definitely be disappointed if he knew Hiro was using it for this.]

[kickbuttseatnuts]

...this is a lot less funny than I was hoping.

[this is not how this hostile government takeover keep-Gaston-in-line tactic was supposed to go. If anything, its gotten worse.]

[astronomics]

[ allene dear she loves you but also why this ]

[kickbuttseatnuts]

[look he's being nice this was the goal

there was just a huge cost also]

[hasit]

[So Leia's been watching this whole thing with a kind of dull fascination, because Jyn has it handled and is better equipped to wrestle a knife away from a teenage boy than Leia is at this point, and she's too damn tired to engage.

But when she hears Gaston making a speech.

A goddamn campaign speech? During a wake?

She lets out a moan of frustration, leaning forward with her forehead in her hands, before she looks back up at him.]

Nobody in their right minds would elect you as their leader.

[rech]

[wearing a campaign button:]

I would. We’ll be holding elections on Friday.

[athleticallyinclined]

Ah. General Leia! How good to see you.

[ That's it, right? He salutes her. ]

Thank you for your service.

[ To the assembled crowd: ]

Ladies and gentleman, this woman died to protect your freedoms!